In the Miaojiang Sacred Valley, wisps of poisonous miasma filled the air, enveloping the entire Sacred Valley.

The drift of these gray air currents is even visible to the naked eye, wisps rolling in the air.

At this time, two of the one hundred and eight gods and ghosts had completely shattered apart.

This is because the two ghosts and gods of the snake god and the cow ghost were completely killed by Lu Qingping, and the breath of the two ghosts and gods naturally placed in these two statues dissipated, and the statues cracked and shattered.

But what the Miaojiang Sacred Valley lost was not only two ghosts and gods, but a full twenty celestial masters, nearly one-third of the Miaojiang Sacred Valley.

The ten heavenly protectors were all killed, and two of the ten protectors were also killed.

Although the last eight did not die, they were captured by the prince of the Central Plains.

This is almost more heartache and anger for Miaojiang Sacred Valley than killing these eight demons.

This is humiliating the sacred valley of Miaojiang.

For a long time, the Miaojiang Sacred Valley has been communicating with the strong people in the demon clan, offering sacrifices, and offering them for a long time, in exchange for the power of these demons to descend on them, and it has continued from generation to generation.

As a result, now ten people were sent to be killed, and there were even eight demons that were enshrined and snatched away by the prince of the Central Plains.

"Kill, you must kill him, not killing is not enough to be ashamed, not enough to eliminate the hatred in the hearts of my Miao Jiang people!!"

In the deathly silence of the Miaojiang Sacred Valley, the high priest's suppressed emotions for a long time turned into a beast-like low roar and roared out.

The blood and qi of the great master rolled upward, and the stones in this valley were all moving.

Although the strength in the Miaojiang Sacred Valley has been inferior from generation to generation since ancient times, in this generation, there are still peerless great master-level high priests in charge.

"Kill, you must kill him, don't let him go back to the Central Plains! Even if it's not for the divine blood on his body, he has to get back those eight demons!! ”

The high priest's black and white hair flew and roared in rage.

Over the years, because there are not too many outstanding descendants in Miaojiang, some of the strongest demons are not willing to show their spirits and borrow strength, and now only half of the one hundred and eight ghosts and gods worshiped in the sacred valley of Miaojiang can invite them to move their bodies and borrow strength.

Now that he has lost ten people in one fell swoop, how can he give up.

However, at this time, Xie Wenshan, the Central Plains man who had been in the Sacred Valley of Miaojiang and called himself the Luo Organization, walked out.

He said with a solemn face: "The High Priest is in a sad mood when he suffers such a heavy loss in the Sacred Valley, Xie can understand it, but as we can see, the magic power used by Lu Qingping is extremely incredible, even if the Grandmaster blows, it can't force him to line his true body, before finding the solution, according to Xie Mou's opinion, it is better to be cautious!" ”

When the high priest heard this, his eyes were about to breathe fire, and his chest rose and fell, but he had to admit that what Xie Wenshan said was reasonable.

He can sit on the position of high priest at the age of fifty, so he is naturally not reckless, but if he doesn't act at all, he will really watch one-third of the gods and ghosts in the Holy Valley be taken back to the Central Plains by Lu Qingping.

In this way, he will not be able to account with the ancestral priests of the past generations!!

Xie Wenshan said softly at this time: "High priest, don't worry, I will immediately contact my family for you, with his knowledge, he should be able to know the origin of Lu Qingping's ability, so as to give us guidance, think about the way to solve it, and then be able to minimize the damage." ”

Chu Tianmen, the tenth master in the world.

One of the deputy brains of the Luo organization, the most knowledgeable person, will definitely be able to give them help.

Hearing this, the emotions of the high priest in the sacred valley gradually calmed down.

This Lord Luo has been in the ancient cave where the true skull of the beast god is located in the depths of southern Xinjiang, and his connection with the beast god is even closer than that of their Sacred Valley, if he can report this matter to the beast god and order one or two powerful ghost gods to descend on the Sacred Valley, this will be completely certain.

"Just thank you......"

The high priest had just spoken.

But he didn't finish a word, and suddenly his old eyes widened, revealing an extremely frightened emotion.

Even when I saw Lu Qingping fighting twenty masters at a young age just now, I didn't have such a frightened mood.

Click......

The sound of porcelain shattering.

At this time, everyone in the Sacred Valley, including Xie Wenshan, instantly looked in the direction where the voice was.

It was a statue of a god enshrined in the Sacred Valley, second only to the statue of the beast god.

The statue is the image of a Xuanwu, and the statue alone reveals the ancient and heavy recklessness, as if a real Xuanwu beast is standing there.

The six statues in the first six under the beast god are all old gods who have existed in the Miaojiang Sacred Valley for hundreds of years.

They have not appeared for hundreds of years, and they have long been pushed away from the depths of southern Xinjiang, and they are all primordial demons comparable to the real people of the human race.

However, with the crisp sound that seemed to crack in the hearts of all the people in the Sacred Valley.

Under their heart-pounding, wide-eyed and frightened gaze.

This statue of the Xuanwu God, the Great Demon of the Yuan God, was like the two-headed little ghost god who was killed by Lu Qingping, and it cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then cracked from the part of the Xuanwu dragon's head.

Smack.

A fragment of a statue fell from the statue of the god Xuanwu and fell into the main hall.

But it was as if a heavy hammer had smashed into the hearts of everyone present, and they couldn't help but gasp.

"What!?"

"Impossible! That's impossible! The High Priest made a voice of disbelief.

Lord Xuanwu had already attained the primordial god two hundred years ago, and the demon clan had many difficulties in cultivation because of the extremely slow opening of spiritual intelligence, and the life span was extremely long, so Xuanwu Daren could live for at least a thousand years between heaven and earth.

At this time, it should be in the prime of life, how could it be!

But there is only one explanation for the shattering of this statue, and that is the Yuanshen Great Demon Xuanwu who left a wisp of divine consciousness here......

He's dead!

How did you die!?

How can it be?

However, immediately after that......

Click......

This soft crisp sound, like a thunderclap, once again struck the hearts of everyone in the Sacred Valley, and their five senses were shocked, and their eyes turned black.

"What?? Lord Penghou too! ”

It's another statue of the Great Demon of the Genshin that is shattering......

Less than a few breaths before and after......

At this moment, their scalps were numb, and they all rushed out of the sacred valley and looked at the depths of southern Xinjiang in shock.

Everyone lost their voices.

"What exactly ......"

"What happened?"

At this moment, even Lu Qingping's matter became a trivial matter.

The two Yuanshen Great Demons, the top six Great Demons under the Beast God Seat, have been wiped out by unknown forces, which is as serious as Tiantao.

Who did it, exactly!

………………

Deep in the Miao River.

Rumble! Bang! Thundered!!

Heaven and earth are eclipsed.

A terrifying light erupted.

There are a total of four ancient demons the size of a mountain, all of which have extremely terrifying origins, and each of them is a descendant of a divine beast, but they are deep in this southern Xinjiang.

At the hands of a human being, it was miserable to be suppressed.

Not far from the battlefield of terror.

There was an ancient Xuanwu the size of a small mountain, lying on the ground.

The blood of the gods flowed out of the corpse like a small river, and gathered into a lake under the body, emitting a strange fragrance.

Beside him, there was also a Yuanshen Great Demon of similar size, named Peng Hou, a black fierce spirit like a tengu, covered in ink, but it cracked a canyon-like ravine on its back, and a bloody wound almost disemboweled the Yuanshen Great Demon.

The rest of the demons who were still fighting with the celebrity man were all at the peak of the primordial god in the realm of the Purple Mansion before they could fight with them.

Otherwise, I am afraid that like Xuanwu and Peng Hou, at the moment of the first encounter, I will be killed by the terrifying man in the blue shirt.

This man's realm cultivation is too terrifying.

Although the remaining four Yuan Shen Great Demons are in the depths of Southern Xinjiang, they also know a lot about the mountain list immortals in the Central Plains Jianghu Martial Arts, but they have never heard of this man.

"Human, who's your name!!"

Buzz.

The void shook violently, as if a huge drum had been beaten, and the towering nine-headed bird let out a scream, and the terrifying coercion swept across a hundred miles.

The man chuckled, even though there were the four pinnacle primordial god giant demons opposite, he still stood with his hands in his hands, and said with an idle temperament:

"Li Chunfeng, a scattered person in the mountains and wilderness."

But at the moment when he finished reporting his name, suddenly, his heart moved, and he looked at the western sky on the side.

"There's a master here."

There is a sword, which comes from the sea of clouds.

Under this sword, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were shaken, and the dust rolled like endless waves, following this terrifying sword.

A faint man's voice came out leisurely.

"Good Li Chunfeng, try to catch a certain sword of Chu, depending on your ability!"

The first primordial god under the immortals.

The tenth Chu Tianmen in the world is here!

A great war that shakes millions of mountains is about to break out.

Southern Xinjiang has undergone great changes.